About Me

Retired teacher with experience of life outside the classroom.Was, amongst other things, prior to becoming a schoolteacher,a barbers boy, a Woolworth's trainee,a windowdresser,an office clerk, a farm labourer and a youth leader.Oh, and for all of four hours a Betterware salesman.

Tuesday, 13 April 2010

If Music be the Food of Love.

My musical education has been sadly limited. I can often be heard emitting a tuneless, repetitive truly indescribable dirge, some say humming sound of awesome unmusical proportions. (I do not usually know I am doing this. If I close my eyes I can still hear my mother, God rest her soul, sending forth the same, some say strange sound. Heredity is a wonderful thing.) But this does not mean I lack an appreciation of all things musical. With this in mind I would like to offer, for your delectation, two musical renderings that caught my eye and cannot fail to appeal. So sit back, close your eyes and, as they say in these modern times, 'enjoy'. For there's nothing like a fine tune or a well sung melody to gladden the heart. And, being tone deaf, my musical offerings are nothing like fine tunes or well sung melodies! (My music teacher at secondary school didn't have me standing in the back row for nothing)

8 comments:

Well, what can I say?The first clip is certainly 'cringe worthy' and 'buttock clenching'.I think he should have been advised not to go on the show actually.I couldn't quite catch the words to the second one. Was he advertising toothpaste?Cheers...Bernard.PS A little tip. Before you copy the embeded code... choose the size425 x 344. It will fit on your blog better. (without loosing that bit on the right hand side)

Well, the second chap seemed quite pleasant and he certainly could carry a tune, but if I had to spend an entire day with either bloke, I would much prefer the company of the first one. A little humility goes a long way.